One of the unfortunate things about not watching the daily news and focusing on international news is that some memorable events are missed. Like Jack Horkheimer's passing on, unknown to me until this evening. The Star Hustler hustled me right into awe of the starry night - well, the ability to focus on certain happenings in that starry night, anyway. I watched his last episode and noticed he did sound pretty raspy. But that legendary enthusiasm still shone through.
His epitaph, which he wrote years ago for himself:
"Keep Looking Up" was my life's admonition;
I can do little else in my present position.
Goodbye Jack!
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